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First night in my student flat; got woken up by a lot of new sounds and the infamiliarity of the place and bed.

I had a lot of dreams fragments, mostly of putting away my things in the new closet; dreams of things lurking in say closet, and inexpected finds in my bags.
Early this morning, I managed to catch a full cycle of sleep.

I'm in my new flat, and even though the drapes are closed, the light is strong enough to see perfectly. confident that I'm dreaming, I walk out through the closed window.* I ended up outside, in a strange place, a park full of people having fun at the fair. It's nightime here, but there is suspended lights everywhere, making the night bright and the leaves shine. I walk along the dirt path, taking in the fantasmatic view of all thoses exotics plants and stands and breathing in the smell of cotton candy and wet vegetation. I feel strangely nostalgic, and I see families with young children having a blast around me, passing by like I'm not really here. I don't mind it; I'm alone, but not lonely. The dream have this eerie quality, like morning fog; both thick and ephemeral. I want Eli to enjoy the atmosphere too, and I start looking for him. This end up being more difficult that I thought, and I run around, calling his name as the partying people walk around me without aknowleging it.
When I find him he all but fall in my arms, sending both of us tumbling down in the damp grass. There is a sharp contrast between the cold floor and his usual warm self. He is wraps himself around me as much as he can, tall and heavy, his breath warming my neck. I look down on his bare back, running my fingers along his spine, making him shivers when my nails graze the dimple just above his belt. I can feel his back moving with his breathing, slow and drowsy. He looks a little out of it, almost drunk. His weight prevents me from moving, but I like the cuddle, and keep gently stroking his back until I wake up.

*I'm on the second floor but the window is too small for me to simply walk through it; I pretty much phased through the wall. And ended up in a park and not floating above the backyard. Dreams amirite?

Eli was very flushered when I woke up, worken up about his attitude in the dream. It seem that there is such a thing as dream lucidity for tulpa, and he wasn't lucid in this shared dream. I will put more of the specific in my workbook in the tulpa forum.

This kind of night makes all the day work worthwhile. Not a great deal of lucidity, but some lucid moments, but fun Fun FUN dreams: flying, sexy moments, dueling, magic powers, weird/bizarre things/sights, just chock full of awesomeness!

early:

+ library, librarian unlocks collection of super rare books, the last in the world, "it's like Farenheit 451" as I caress the large, square, thin books.

+ freeway path gets progressively rougher. Sandy, hills, bumpy. They're doing construction on the road while we're driving on it. Large machines are stamping the sand in front of us. Then they turn into tall skinny naked male giants with huge flat feet and hairy butts which are fiercely stamping down the sand as we walk behind them. I don't like being so close to their hairy and smelly butts [don't actually smell anything]

+ SuBu, hold, stomach, sits chair, look in her fridge, empty but lots of stuff for making sandwiches; book report: I must gather oil from the pages (accumulated over years of fingers touching them), must scrape the oil off with something with a long thin edge like a ruler, I ask for an empty bottle with a stopper to gather this oil, I think this will take forever to gather together by scraping it off the pages.

WBTB

middle:

+ (LD#150) in office, people are gathering boxes, packing up their offices to leave, I look for the pile of flattened cardboard boxes, see a small pre-assembled boxes (sized for video tapes), keep looking, find pile of flattened boxes, pick up some (are missing some of the flaps?). Head back to my office. Catch sight of a pretty blonde girl sitting to the left among the offices/cubes. Something goes "zing!"and I'm (weakly) lucid as I walk over to her, bend over, and plant a kiss on her lips. Signature "lip pulling" as I stand up, feeling the contact, amazed at the sensations that a dream can produce. I then imagine I'd like some attention from her and sit down and bring her over
but it's vague from there, lose lucidity, or just transitions.

+ on bus S2 cracks tasteless joke, I'm sitting in middle row of bus, girl in the front (dark, middle-eastern looking with short dark hair) laughs. Turn back to look at S2 he's surrounded by girls on the seats all around, the bus is full; girl on bus playing with barbie-like dolls: one in each hand, she looks really intense, and plays like one of the barbies is shooting the other one, and shakes the hand of the shooting barbie and makes boy-noise gun sounds: "tut tut tut tut!…"; the bus is approaching the big stadium (university?), I think the driver should get much closer before he lets us off.

+ batteries outside of store, I'm working in front of the steps, blocking left entrance, a woman tries to go by, I say just use the right door. Guys sitting to my left, they say "I fucking hate batteries." I look down and I'm working on some electronics project with a lot of batteries, I echo shortly thereafter "I fucking hate batteries."

+ (vague, impressions, fragment) playing squash, serving, changing service boxes, lose count of score, playing a few points

+ I'm in a car, sitting on the front passenger seat. Then there are two investigators there standing also in the passenger seat area, rifling through the contents of the glove compartment, I'm in trouble for something I'm stashing in there? Wake up and relieved that my life is not ruined.

+ In some area with a girl dressed only in panties and a bra, maneuvering along a seated/bench (sort of like a car front seat? Related to above scene probably). In the left compartment is her stuff included her graded papers, in the right compartment is my secret stuff and I don't want her digging around in there. We're exchanging positions shuffling by each other closely and I say "don't worry I'm not trying to touch you" or something like that. I do notice her sexy butt in those patterned panties and wonder if maybe I should...

late:

+ (semi) high on cliff over rich beach houses (hundreds of feet blow), I think I should return to this spot in future dreams. I fly/dive down to a high patio on one house, the patio is empty of people, but I see a big party going on on ground floor, jump down, move to hostess,

Spoiler for sexy time, don't read if you don't like explicit descriptions:

and catch a glimpse of the nipple of her right breast through an opening in her outfit -- she's wearing a sleeveless dress. I move right up to her and grab her right breast and take it out of her dress. I'm holding it in my hand and get a good like at it, it's a lovely breast. I then give it a quick kiss/suck on the nipple, and wonder if she's going to be embarrassed about being exposed with these people around

, I pull back and hold her in my arms and I'm walking backwards through the party main room, I'm giving her quick kisses and asking her something like "did he kiss you like this?" but she never answers. I do this until we reach the far edge of the room and then stop and talk to some people.

Spoiler for sexy contents, don't read if you don't like explicit descriptions:

I realize that I've just ejaculated (masturbation) sitting on some place. There are some people (guys) to my left and right. I look down on the floor and see my stuff there floating in a layer of water, and I reach down and swirl the water around to disperse it. I also see that I've landed a good bit of it on a knitted blanket, which I then push down into the water to rinse off.

The blanket is now all wet in my hands, and I pull it up out of the water and mention to the guy to my right, "don't worry, it'll dry out quickly."

I head outside: we're near the coast of the ocean, there is fairly heavy flog/clouds but there are some breaks showing sun/blue sky, and I think that I should fly up through it to determine how thick it is.

+ magic: create mac 'n cheese factory
I'm walking by some (kids?) and someone kicks a couple of plastic gallon milk jugs, one of them floats up in the air and I immediately use my TK power with a hand gesture to "push it into space". It starts going really high and far away. Then I'm working with it in the air above me, trying to force it to become brighter (and hotter?), it is a sort of blue and gold lattice. I decide I should make the golden stuff into mac 'n cheese sauce, which starts dripping down. I call for the kids to come and eat it. Then the whole thing changes into a floating factory with whirring gears that automatically makes mac 'n cheese and dispenses it down a conveyor belt.

+ duel, "I'm old enough to Shreve!"
In some building, some vague moments with people I'm in conflict with. Move around to different rooms. Leave, then return. It's a deserted looking industrial building. I look to the far side of the room and expect a platform elevator to descend. Instead, it comes falling down quickly and crashes in to the floor, and an oldish man falls off, he appears dead. I say "Mormont's dead!" (I think he's my father?).

Outside on the street a young man wearing armor jumps down and confronts me. He says "I'm not too young to Shreve!" (I think this means killing a family member). He's killed father. I pull out my sword. He is standing over me and is wielding a white makeshift mace with many spikes on it. We engage. I block the mace and take many slashing blows at him. In between our clashes I lunch forwards and stab him solidly with the point of my blade, this will cause wounds that will gradually wear him down. He's not hitting me. I think that he has become frozen (?) and I start hacking at his arms and hands and it's like hitting thick ice, little pieces slowly chip away. At one point we're scrambling up onto a raised platform and I loose the grip on my weapon which at this point is like two round concentric shields. My opponent reaches for them but I manage to grab them back.

I didn't sleep too well last night. I went to bed around 00:15 because I really wanted to finish the book I was reading and woke up somewhere between 06:00 and 07:00. I told myself I shouldn't get up to pee, because everytime I do I have trouble falling asleep again... which is exactly what happened after I got up to pee. I did eventually sleep another hour or 2.

Dream 1
I'm at the airport, about to head back to the Netherlands from Indonesia. Me, my girlfriend (who lives in Indonesia) and some others are standing at the top of one of those ladders which is mounted on a car. I look down and see some luggage, including my 2 items. Glad to see that they're actually going into the plane. I feel sad. I didn't expect that saying bye would be this hard.

Dream 2 This dream was about Game of Thrones. Don't think there's much spoilerish stuff about it, but just in case.

Spoiler for .:

It's basically like watching tv, because I am not taking part in anything. Except the tv is all that you see. The scene takes place in a big room. It's difficult to describe, but the colours of the room were brownish and gold at least. Cersei is sitting on a chair. She is openly arguing with Marjorie in front of everyone. Marjorie pushes a kind of small pillar into Cersei's lap, letting her know she's had it with her. She turns around and starts to walk away. Angry, Cersei orders for her to be arrested and taken to the High Septen (or however you spell that). Soldiers come out to take her. Tommen shouts for them to stop, but they don't. He shouts that they have to listen to him because he is the King's Hand. He walks after them while shouting it, barely passing an older man (his grandfather?), wearing a green vest. This man calmly states that he is not. I am confused by Tommen's statement that he is King's Hand (because he is the king).

Dream 3
Again like watching television. There are two rows of brown, sober desks, standing behind one another. Each desk has enough room for maybe 4 people. It's a sort of council. The image that pops up is Sam (from GoT) wearing a brown monk's robe. One man is standing in front of the desks. There is to be a vote on several matters, but the men behind the desks refuse to vote. One of them stating that he'd vote in favour of what the guy in front of the desks is saying, but that they swore not to vote. These two desks are called the Low Chamber. The view then changes and I see at least 2 more rows of desk (though I think there were more) behind the first 2. They are elevated and called the High Chamber. Here too men are refusing to carry out their duties. To the left of the desks are two big whiteboard: one for the HC, one for the LC. The man writes something on the HC one, a shitty task to be executed by the man who stated that the HC refused to cooperate, as a form of punishment.

Dream 4
I'm sitting on a bus, laptop on my lap. I get an incoming message from my cousin who lives in another country, though the interface doesn't resemble anything I use in real life (such as FB). She tells me that it's an emergency and asks me where the key to the house is. First I think something happened to the youngest of her children, but she tells me that her child is fine. She tells me there is a fire inside the house and that she needs to get in. I try to type, but I can't hit the right keys due to all the bouncing of the bus. Which house is she talking about? Her house? No clue where the spare key is. My mom's house? There is no spare key!

Dream 5
There are two short and small brickstone walls. About 1 meter high, 2 meters in width. Behind them is another 'wall' that's only a few centimeters of the ground. They're lined up behind one another, perhaps a meter in between. There's also a streetlight just a few centimeters away from one of the walls. This is a perfect spot to practice some parkour. I hold on the pole of the streetlight and swing around, landing on one of the walls. I carefully and slowly jump around a bit, landing on my right leg, as I'm aware that my left leg is injured.* At one point I stand on only my right leg and am slowly coming up from a sort of low limbo position. It is at this point that I'm defying gravity.

I think there's a chance I might've become lucid here if the dream had not ended.

* Remember that knee surgery I talked about?

I was in a department store which was more like a big multi-storey carpark. I was irritated that they had made the lanes so narrow. I drove to one level and bought some cigarettes (I don't smoke). the cashier was really friendly and thought I was only 18. As I paid for them they turned into a banana and the cashier said how nice it would be to relax with the banana and to smoke.
Then I was on the top level of the carpark looking for somewhere to park whilst I waited for my wife. There were some tiny parking spots located up on the wall and I decided to try parking in one. The next bit was bizarre - I was trying to lock the car into place and I was then locking a crash helmit into place instead and then a boy's head was inside the helmit and he was my son and I started talking to him.

I was making a salad, and my children's headmaster was watching. I started out on a cake cooling rack but it fell through so I washed up a plastic bowl and used that. Genesis was playing on the radio.

I was crossing a road and was annoyed with a driver so stood in the middle of the road to annoy him even more, but he just drove around me. I was furious.

Notes:
- Tom Cruise must have been a lead character or something; I have this picture of him over an overgrown metropolis under a sunrise burnt into my memory.
- Everything in this dream had detail; everything had history to it. Materials had science behind them and every place had some sort of story. It was very vivid.

[Plot 1 begins]:
Here's the gist of the setting: I'm in a movie that one of my best friends recommended to me; it was a mixture of Interstellar and Space Marines. Essentially there were two factions in the world (far in the future): there were those who wore Space Marine suits like the picture below (they weren't called that) and those who didn't (typically regarded as poor).


There was peace between these two powers for the moment, but not for long. An ancient relic in an abandoned building defined this relationship. But I was going there to do something with it.

I'm moving in with a good buddy of mine (who I don't actually know) on the building. We’re dressed in Brink-esque clothes. A bobcat kills an opossum and then tries to fight us. We kill it.

Then we were in the building, and the relic was in some old refrigerator or something. Then Tom Cruise in his armor steps in, and we negotiate and talk about what doing this means for society. The discussion was deep and beautiful, but I wish I could remember more.

[End plot 1; plot 2 begins]:
I dunno, we were kinda wandering around in my house at night… it felt like “we” but I think it was just me.

I don't know why, but it felt like something was off; that the house was eerie. I was just wandering around, but when I looked into a room without the lights on, I could faintly see these demonic "silhouettes" of my parents staring at me like the picture below. In an Alan Wake-like manner I was able to "erase" them by shining a light at them.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream - Riding a lawnmower
This dream was pretty cool, I seemed to be sitting on top of a push motor-lawnmower that's being pulled along the road by a car that my dad is driving. In my head I was thinking it was similar to how you sit on a skateboard and just roll downhill or something. The road I'm on looks to similar to an area where I lived a few years ago. The road is long and straight at this point and it starts sloping uphill. We pass by 2 high school kids who must have just finished for the year, they were wearing red + white letterman jackets. Further up the road we passes by 4 skateboarders who also must have just finished from a different school. They were wearing purple + black letterman jackets. After passing them my dad slowed down a bit, there seemed to be a red helicopter landing on the road with a red car next to it. Things got a little chaotic, as we pass them I turn to look ahead at the car my dad is in, except now it's a helicopter too and he's flying higher and higher. He can't pull me along any further as there are trees obstructing his path ahead. He circles back behind and lands, kind of dragging me along with him. Next time I look at him, he's driving a car again... I don't know what happened but I wake up after this.

Worst sleep last night, insomnia kicked in so I'm feeling pretty ragged today. Surprised I even recalled a dream

This was a lucid dream but I only remember bits and pieces now it was so long. I prayd again for a long ld and got one. Before it started i was meditating and all of a sudden I got this intence vibrations in my body and could hear a vibrating tone, it was followed by a floating sensation I felt my soul leave my body ever so peacefully I did not resist I let completely go.
I found my self traveling through a worm hole or something the sensation felt so good unlike anything I've ever felt. Then I was in this huge house it was a mansion. I was siting next to my mate on a stool.
She came up to me and whispered in my ear. I know you know about what happens behind the scenes or I know you know what gifts are in store for you. (Cuz I know about the hiden cameras. And I know about what I have earned. Ether hear or in the next life.)
She told me this place has been given to you for your good work. Or somthing like that. She took me in a room with another special gift I rather not say.lol they were throwing a suprize party for me. then we all danced on the dance floor there was a mini club inside. but after that I checked out the house after that I was in shock how huge and nice it was.
I was exploring the rest of the place. In another room I met the most odd creatures ever. I say creatures for they were not human. Their body looks human but thier heads were wierd. They stood about a foot and a half tall. One looked like he had a scrunched face not deformed or ugly or anything. And he wore a blue suit with a red tie and a pointy hat. He was writing stuff down on a chock board standing on a stool. The other one was wearing a freaky blue jungle mask.
They were very nice. But I asked the one with the mask if I could do somthing to him. He said sure. His mask had a mean look on the face. So I waved my hand acrossed it and turned it into a happy face. Oh much better I said. He seemed pleased. I felt these two were a guide of mine of some sort. Maybe a teacher kind of sort very smart little dudes they were. After this my mate bumped me and I woke up.

Damn, I've been up all day, but didn't have the time to write down my dreams. And now it's night already and I forgot everything. Except one thing:

A HUGE BOMB

And it was a pretty cool explosion too. It was a blue bomb that exploded once, then it exploded again.

I may have dreamt about life post-explosion, kinda like a post-apocalyptic scenario, but I'm not sure.

Non lucid

*Talking to my brother telling him there is no reason to be mad at me.

As I moved in my student flat today, I dreamed of mostly of the place and had a couple of false awakenings, wich is usual for me in that kind of situations; I didn't sleep enough to have long REM period, so I couldn't take advantages of those FA.

I dreamed of my talking to my inside self. My outside self was standing next to this old, scary, rundown house, and I was talking to my inside self-mad-telling her I wasn't going to keep doing everything for her. That it was safe, and she should come out. Finally, my inside self did come out from under the house. My inside self was dirty, and scraggly and looking terrified. I cleaned her up and combed her hair and told her she was very brave.

These all may have been from the same REM. It's unclear what the dream boundaries are, so I just separate them based on scene/plot differences.

+ guards shout me down for using my cell phone, apparently a friend and I were severely reprimanded earlier and got into trouble for using our phones. I'm upset at all this unnecessary fuss, get up and leave and see some girl by a door (using her phone? and say "but it's OK for her?"??)

+ movies are showing in two rooms. In this room there's a Star Wars satire. I think I catch a glimpse of a "minion" looking character on the screen.

+

Spoiler for explicit sexy time stuff. don't read if you don't like that sort of thing:

I'm with a girl, she's naked and standing over me, I'm seated, and she pushes her v-jay in my face and indicates that I should start giving it some attention. I oblige orally and pause after a bit to dirty talk with her, "you like that baby, you like how I <bleep> your <bleep>?" I think I should have a turn and imagine presenting my (ahem) to her for oral attention, but this seems like an in-dream imagination rather than actually doing it.

+ encounter girl on stairs: compliement her, she says "Thank You!", I think of "getting together", but then some authority figure comes and talks to her and nothing happens

+ semi-lucid superman flying. I'm outdoors in a farm-like setting in nature. I take off, and soon I fly right over the peaked roof of some building, and I run with my feet along the peak of the roof (there's a flat horizontal strip of metal/wood at the peak about 3-4 inches wide), I think while I do this I'm very stable and won't fall. Up ahead of me is a large tree, I'm flying quite slowly at this point and want to go faster, I thrust my fist forwards quickly for high speed flight, at first I'm still drifting towards the tree slowly, but in a few seconds speed picks up, and soon I'm flying at high speed over green farm fields below me; I do a barrel roll. Drawn to a distant hillside by a colorful beacon I see flashing underground (with super vision), to grave of the 2nd son of Krypton on earth. As I approach I hear a recording playing that says "Help me, Father! Father, help me!" over and over again on a phonograph buried in the tomb

In a room live with him, he was a jazz pianist but acquired a disease that deformed his hands so he can't play any more. His hands are drawn into tight fists, I look at them placed on the table in front of him. He can move then a little bit to show how he used to play on the piano. But he can play instruments like clarinet and sax. He's then standing up and plays some Dixieland jazz on the clarinet but he hides the instrument under a bandana so you can't see his knarled fingers while he plays.

+ on more stairs, I'm using tablet/laptop looking at racy pictures of girls, people come by and I try to blank the screen but can't. I'm sitting down in the stairwell with my back against the wall and some people come to talk to me?

+ I walk through a kitchen, see a stove, (there's my cat there?), I leave it through a small seated area back to a room where I started, there are two middle-aged women sitting at a table there, I move a low door out of my way and step gingerly over things in the tiny space, realize I went the wrong way and back out, closing the little sliding low "door" again, the women giggle and say something about me not needing to do that, I walk on.

Outside, I catch a glimpse through the window of a flash of fire in the kitchen I just walked out of. A bit later I look up and see a chimney on the room with a bit of fire flashing out, I think that's from the fire I saw in the window just a bit earlier.

My wife is arranging a group picture [IWL she always takes tons of pictures, telling people to pose, etc.]

+ (VERY vivid/present, "you mean that was a dream?!") I'm in a small building, looking out a first-floor window. A few meters outside the window is a pole with a 2-3 meter grey/black windsock on it. It it blowing in the wind. I'm watching it and thinking about how the wind fills it and blows it around. After a bit of watching it, a strong wind comes blowing from the left and fills the windsock and it is now blowing and pointing in a straight horizontal line to the right. I call out to people in the next room (to my left) that "There is a strong wind blowing from left to right, look!"

Anyway I struggled like crazy to not move and remember some *!# details this morning and eventually a fragment came back:

School setting.
Sat at a table with other non-descript classmates all silent, very solemn. All in dark black, maybe grey uniforms.
Teacher same outfit, with glasses. I had to sit next to him. He asked me to get him some water. Cup was of the white Styrofoam crappy kind. He accidentally knocked some stuff out of his pocket into the cup (a white looking teabag and maybe a pipecleaner or something). He made an awkward joke about it as he got up to retrieve the items. I went off to get the water from the toilets (were else lol).

Seemed like we were in open rectangular space with corridor running round open to sky also.
[dream sign: same as glass corridor and house corridor running all round house
Large number of silent boys, whispering possibly in toilets, all there also to collect water.
On return past crying girl, red faced with tears.
[dream sign: son with deformity who I walked past in other dream]
continued walking, went past line of girls in black uniform all silent and sad faced.

Someone must have died i'm thinking...but don't remember from dream

I thought young children were more likely to dream about animals?

I heard that somewhere on the internet, so it must be true.

Anyway, this dream was oddly full of animals in at least one part, and the other part was full of people, because it took place in my old elementary school... More on that after the one about the animals.

Now, I'm not sure about the order of the dreams, it kinda felt like I randomly jumped between them, so I'm just going to put the one about the animals here first, and then the one about my school after.

HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I was in a basement that looked like nobody had been in it in years. ...It looked like a room in The Last of Us, to give you an idea. Post apocalyptic, basically. There was one window without glass, that lead outside. The window sill was at ground level outside too. I was going to climb out, but I had a tablet and I was in a chat room with a specific person who I won't mention. I kept telling them "Hang on" because I was going to climb through the window space. Not sure what this meant, but there was this caterpillar-type thing that had apparently helped me in some way. It was on the inner window sill and I thanked it before trying to put it through the window so I could climb out with it. There was snow at one point here too for some reason, but it disappeared. The creature could fit in the palm of my hand and it seemed intelligent somehow, although it did not speak. I'm still not sure how, but I know it helped me in some way.

I gradually climbed out while carefully carrying the creature at set intervals before finally setting it down on a rock... But this is where it got a little unsettling.

On the rock right next to where I set it was some sort of naked lizard creature, but it was dead, with a splatter of blood around it. I remember looking at my finger and seeing blood on the end as though I touched the little splatter by accident. This is also the only time I've ever seen blood in a dream... I think.

I looked back at what I thought was the caterpillar, but it had somehow mutated into another one of the naked lizard creatures. I wasn't sure if it was alive, and at this point, I didn't try to touch it. I remember thinking: "There's... blood everywhere."

I got up and away from the rock only to realize where I was. I was beside a really tiny stream, in between two sort of high naturally-formed walls. The land dropped down a few times like huge stairs, and I remember seeing weird frogs, a diseased cat that had somehow made its disease its power, and some sort of heavily armored talking turtle that was defending itself from some other creature who I also think was a giant frog or toad.

Something happened, and I was in a room again, trying to squish a small bug that kept running around. I found a kitten somewhere in the room after I squashed the bug, and then the dream ended. That was one of the weirder ones I've had, I'll admit.

NEXT

This one involved being in my old elementary school gym and being in an assembly.
I remember talking to a few people but not really saying anything odd. We were finally sitting in rows and guess who I was sitting behind...? Fucking John Cena. The first internet meme that has ever appeared in a dream. Once I realized it was him, my brain automatically played his theme music.

Good lord.

What the fuck, brain?

I didn't go lucid, but I had a vague thought like "...Are you fucking serious?"

God dammit.

I think I went to bed around 00:30, but it took me a while to get to sleep due to noise coming from my housemates. I just (09:40) crept out of bed, but I've been awake for atleast an hour.

Dream fragments
- Someone is cooking something in a pan. It is done very professionally. I recall it being a man and Jamie Oliver comes to mind, though I'm not sure it was him. The contents of the pan have a dark colour.

- I'm standing maybe 1,5 meter behind Snoop Dogg. He's got really long dreads. Some are fairly regular sized in thickness, but some of them are extremely thick.
Sidenote: In real life I have dreads too.

- Something happened that involved a train. I have no recall on it whatsoever, but the feeling of having dreamt about a train is just present.

Dream 1
- I'm walking on a field. To my right is Kendrick Lamar, rapping while slowly walking towards a party tent. How awesome is that, being so near Kendrick?! He has a dark hoodie on, similar to what I often wear and it looks awesome. Seeing him look awesome in that makes me feel great because probably I look awesome in it too. I speed ahead a little bit and arrive in the tent just before him. Once I'm in the tent I turn around and see that he's not there yet. He's also stopped rapping and out of nowhere I can now hear a different song.

Dream 2
I'm standing in my aunt's kitchen with her, my grandma and my grandma's friend. There's a pan with something in it cooking. Despite it not being placed that high, my aunt has to stand on her toes to look into the pan. This makes no sense given her height. My aunt is being a little bit bold to my grandma and I comment on it laughingly. Evidently my aunt doesn't like it, because she walks out of the kitchen. As soon as she's gone, I immediate how she had hung over the pan while standing on her toes.

Dream 3
It's during the day and I'm walking outside, near a grassfield or a trackfield. Something that has drawn some people into doing outdoor activities. There's a family consisting atleast out of a father and a teenage boy (and I think one more teenage boy, but not certain anymore) who are playing football (I refuse to say soccer ) Somewhere before walking near that field I talked to 2 girls, though I don't recall what. I think it was slightly flirtatious. Later I see another girl jogging. I myself do a slight jog for several seconds before being quite tired already.

Though in a totally different setting, it feels like it is still one dream. I'm in a room that reminds me of a classroom in my high school.* I'm complaining about the shitty weather, because it's raining heavily. Someone comments that it's just 5 minutes. Yeah.. 5 minutes of really heavy rain, but it's been raining all day, making it a shitty day. Two of my female friends who don't know each other (Sel & Floor) come across each other near the door. They are encouraged a bit and it's decided they'll do a dance battle. The others and I set up to sit in a circle around the battle area. Floor is sitting in a chair and I ask her if I can sit there, since she's gonna battle anyway. She gets up and I sit down. It's a comfy chair, not the bare type you'd expect in a classroom. I'm totally soaked from the rain and now the chair is wet as well. A bit to the front and to the right is a red-brownish couch like I have in my room in real life. Some friends are sitting on it. One of them, Li is complaining that he wants another spot. He puts himself in a weird/uncomfortable position with 1 leg stretched straight into the air. Someone mentions how that's not good for the knee.^ Another friend, Sander, comes up from behind and sits on the right armrest of my chair.

I'm on the other side of the room now.° The second contestant to the battle is late. He starts his turn by doing precisions, but going too fast one after another and messes up. He does do some awesome stuff. At one point he does 5 backflip variations in a row. Stupid.. that takes way too much energy for too little points.

Still standing in the same spot, there's a thick red gymnastics mattress in the middle of the room. In quick succession, freerunners start busting out flips. They barely give each other time to get out of the way. One of my freerunning friends, Lucas, is too slow and gets pushed out of the way. It becomes faster and faster. Amazing that this spontaneous, uncoordinated thing is going so well. In the end, everyone is neatly lined up.

*About 5 years since I last was there.
^I had knee surgery a few months ago and I probably shouldn't be doing what my friend was doing.
° I watched a part of Red Bull's Art of Motion freerunning competition yesterday.